It may appear a stereotypical teenager's problem, but answering the question who am I? is becoming more challenging than ever. Generally, people have a clear idea of who they are as individuals, and most of them find it quite easy to describe one's identity.
Read MoreHaving lived in Bristol for three years during university (I love you Bristol), moving home to my small market-town in Derbyshire, was a massive shock to the system. And now, with my travelling over, I’m back home and sometimes it can feel like I am just stuck. It can feel like my life is on hold despite being so ready to live it.
Read MoreMy point is, if you are open to questioning how you can lead the way, reduce plastic in the work you create or find an alternative, it may open doors and opportunities that you may not have thought of possible. Make that change, tell anyone who will listen, collaborate… if something isn’t how you want it, change it.
Read MoreI won’t deny I’m a cooer. I’ll stare at a baby if its cute and laugh at it if it’s not.
Little tiny socks. Oof. Miniature trousies. Gah.
Yadda Yadda. I was twenty-one when I started writing this article and I’m twenty-two finishing it off. There could be a tick tock on my mind.
But am I broody?
Read MoreIt was fantastic to finally meet The Everyday Magazine Founder and fellow creative, Jess Blackwell this week. She greeted me carrying a delightful bag of goodies she’d already collected en route, which included freshly cut flowers and a miniature (but sizable) broomstick. Far from being offended, I was delighted that she had sensed I wouldn’t be bothered by the broomstick. I’m just glad we’re in October. April may have got me wondering. Perhaps Jess knew she was meeting one of her tribe.
Read MoreThe Everyday Magazine is here to be that reason you need to create again. To find that essential excuse you need to write something - or photograph something - or do anything - and know that there is a space for it and people will see it.
Read MoreWe compare ourselves to success stories; to that one girl who was in your tutorial and works for Radio 1 (fuck me, Scott Mills actually gave her a shout-out), or that guy who works for *insert Bank here* and has just bought a house with his annual bonus. The truth is it’s not just you. It’s really not. It’s me, it’s him, it’s even that guy you hate because he’s always so smug and earns lots and travels the world with his job.
Read MoreTwo years ago, in my first year of University, I went to see a talk by Caitlin Moran. I settled down in my seat, still slightly damp from the drizzle of an October night with her new book, ‘Moranifesto’ perched on my lap. My head tilted to the stage as the lights centred on the silhouette of Moran strolling into the spotlight. Her opening line, although I may not remember this word for word, was something along the lines of: ‘I remember when I was 15 years old, frantically masturbating on the sofa…’.
Read MoreHave you ever stood on a bridge, with a 40 feet drop, and thought ‘what if I jumped?’. Maybe not. What about this though - you’re driving at 60 down a motorway and suddenly think, ‘I could just swerve this car right now’. No? Maybe it’s less severe than that. Maybe you’ve just been in a silent room and thought, hey, what if I suddenly shout ‘SHIT’ at the top of my voice.
Read More‘There are two types of girls this Halloween’, my newsfeed reliably informs me. Curious, I delve further. Do tell me internet, knower of all things, what are these two types? Well, according to Facebook, one type is a woman who enjoys dressing as a slinky cat, and the other is a woman who enjoys dressing as a hotdog. I think this is meant to mean something?
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